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I had loved her every minute, day and night, since I first saw her. I loved her at that ninute to distraction. I should always love her every minute, to distraction. Lovers had loved before, and lovers would love again; but no lover had ever loved, might, could, would, or should ever love, as I loved Dora. The more I raved, the more Jip barked. Each of us, in his own way, got more mad every moment.